Low (128 BPM)

歌詞

Mmmmmmmm Let me talk to 'em Let me talk to 'em Mmmmmmm Let me talk to 'em C'mon! Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (heeey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Hey, I've never seen somethin' that'll make me go This crazy all night spending my do' Had the million dollas vibe and a body to go Them birthday cakes they stole the show So sexual She was flexible professional Drinkin' nexenol Hold up wait a minute! Do I see what I think. I whooaaaah!!! Did her thing seen shawty get low Ain't the same when it's up that close Make it rain I'm makin' it snow Work the pole I gotta bang bro' I'mma say that I perfer the no clothes I'm into that I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her mo' Cash ain't a problem I know where it go She had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (heeey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home My jeans filled with guap and they ready for showin' Cadillacs layed back for the sexy grown Patron on the rocks that'll make your moan 1 stack (come on) 2 stacks (come on) 3 stacks (come on) Now thats 3 grand What you think I'm playin' baby-girl I'm the man I'm dealing rubberbands Thats, when I threw her legs on my shoulders I knew it was over That heny and cola got me like a soldier She ready for rover, I couldn't control her So lucky on me I was just like clover Shawty was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her Like a pornography poster She showed her Apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (heeey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Whoooah shawty, yeah she was worth the money. Lil' mama took my cash And I ain't want it back The way she bent that back Got all them paper stacks Tatoo above her crack I had to handle that I was zoned in sexy woman Let me show it, make me want it 2 in the morning I'm zoned in Them rose bottles foaming She wouldn't stop Made it drop Shawty dipped that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap Gal was fired just like my glock Apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps) She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (heeey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low C'mon